Confrontation...

Without wasting any time, we make our way downstairs to Elijah's office once I've quickly gotten changed. As expected, a heated discussion breaks out when Raven joins us as we divulge what we overheard last night. We take our time talking through what happened—carefully recalling the secretive conversation to my anxious mate as he listens silently to what transpired at the edge of the training field while an unsuspecting Aubrey remained oblivious to the prying sets of eyes that watched her from afar, hidden out of sight as we tucked ourselves behind the old wooden cabin.

While I reel off the final moments of Aubrey's hushed rant, I notice a building scowl cast over Elijah's face as an unstoppable molten like rage rolls within him, consuming him in a choking hold as his clenched fists continue to pale at the knuckles. A hint of dread flickers within his darkening eyes as he contemplates what all this could mean. His expression twists, repeatedly contorting as he struggle